'Better Than Gold'
© Raul Cortes Jr. 2/14/18
I asked God for you when I was lacking.
Fools despised you but claimed to be having.
I incline my ear to you, I'm listening.
My rhyme wants to hear from you, before I start scribbling.
You make me happy when I find you.
Pleasant to my soul, so in my heart I bind you.
No music in the world compares to the sound you make.
Life could never trap me, you are the profound escape.
Willingly I attend to you & bow down.
Call you my sister, kinswoman & my round crown.
You dwell with prudence & find witty inventions.
The strength of discerment, deciphering wicked intentions.
With you by my side, how could I not be well-advised?
A scorner will look for you but never able to find.
I seperate myself from the world to intermeddle with you.
I love my soul therefore I want you, if I want to be better, I level with you.
Happy Valentines Day my love, my graduation from stupid, the passion of my fire whenever cold.
You wrap your arms around my brain, the real cupid, better than gold.
©polo
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